Can it be possible?
Are we just basketball?
Or something to hold on to, just to watch memories form slow...
Before I get ahead of myself I will decapitate.
My mind is trusting again and it wants to penetrate...
But my heart is made to be who I am and no longer lend space
Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 4:02 AM UTC
Can it be possible?
Are we just basketball?
Or something to hold on to, just to watch memories form slow...
Before I get ahead of myself I will decapitate.
My mind is trusting again and it wants to penetrate...
But my heart is made to be who I am and no longer lend space
I walk cautious to the friend zone and I'm always looking at the exit, even if I entered with all my possessions.
